[...]"Thy fatall time drawes to a finall end" [...]

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[...]Faustus - Now that the gloomy shadow of the night,
Longing to view Orions drisling looke,
Leapes from th' Antarticke world unto the skie,
And dyms the Welkin, with her pitchy breathe:
Faustus begins thine Incantations, And try if devils will obey thy Hest,
Seeing thou hast pray'd and sacrifice to them. [...]

Christopher Marlow, op.cit. , p.44